"Ugh!"
Rong Zhi dodged to the side, intending to kick him, but suddenly, chaotic footsteps sounded from the end of the corridor.
She frowned, her eyes filled with layers of hostility, and without hesitation, she grabbed the collar of the man in front of her, pulling him back into the dark spot they had just avoided.
The two were extremely close. The man seemed exhausted, breathing weakly and heavily. If not for his breath, Rong Zhi would have thought he was dead.
However, he wasn't far from death.
At the moment they hid, a group of people in protective suits reached the laboratory. Rong Zhi counted, about fifteen of them. If it were just her, she could definitely handle it.
But the trouble was, the man behind her wrapped his hands around her wrists, gripping tightly.
He leaned weakly to her ear and threatened, "If you break free, I'll shout and let them all know you're here."
Rong Zhi looked back at him expressionlessly, then leisurely waved her hand in front of him.
